Date of dream: Monday, November 30, 2009
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Lucid Intent? No
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I'm in a field that is made mostly of huge, flat stones. I'm trying to escape from someone who is chasing me. I hop on a long, thin stick (almost like a branch from a tree) and start running. Suddenly, I'm lifted about a foot off the ground as I continue to move forward.
The person chasing me is quickly catching up. I realize that I'm dreaming, so I reason to myself in the dream that I should be (and can be) going much faster than I am. The branch picks up speed, and I'm relieved. But whoa, I just changed speeds by thinking about it. So I start thinking again. If this is a dream, I could be going as fast as a horse. I concentrate as hard as I can on going faster. My speed picks up, but suddenly, a red horse comes galloping right towards me and runs past me.
I'm standing in a bathroom that has an oversized vanity. It is covered with shampoos and toothpastes and soaps and lotions. I pick up a cream-colored bottle of shampoo. It says that it's "Outer Space" scented. I remember there being a few oranges on the label. I think that's the coolest thing that's ever been invented: Outer Space Scented Shampoo.
Another bottle of shampoo I happen to read cracks me up. "Listerine: But Not Like the Mouthwash."
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Sooooo, I'm thinking the "red horse" is from Bon Iver's Lump Sum. "Sold my red horse for a venture home."
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Date of dream: Saturday, November 22, 2008
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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I'm sitting in Tesha's living room on the floor. Em Smith is sitting beside me on her knees. There is a little ring of glass bottles that are all connected in between us on the floor. Each glass bottle has a little burnt tree stump in the middle of it. We both understand that this is her fiance's stuff.
"I sure hope Chris gets over his little tree burning phase before we get married."
There are a few other bigger glass bottles around us. Em picks one up and hands it to me to hold. She puts a lit match to the opening of it. About ten seconds later, a flame forms in the base of the bottle. I remember the glass growing warm very quickly.
"I decided that I'm going to take that forest preservation class next semester, too. We'll probably study tree burning in there. Though I need that class to graduate, I would never burn trees willingly."
Em leaves and I notice Chelsea Ing sleeping on the couch. She is all balled up in a huge cream-coloured comforter. Though I can't see her (she is all underneath the blankets), the sight of her brings me peace.
I walk out the front door and straight down to a dock that overlooks the sand and ocean.
The first thing I notice as I'm on the dock is that the moon is radiating this pink light into a certain part of the sky. I think it's the most beautiful thing ever, so I grab my cell phone to take a quick picture. As I'm pressing the button, this huge splash comes up out of the ocean. The splash is so close that a few drops of water even hit me in the face. I caught it on camera and didn't even mean to, so I squeal out in excitement but also a little in fear.
A young boy who's standing next to me tells me not to worry. "It's okay! It was just a dolphin jumping! He does it very often and means no harm."
His words calm me, and we stand together watching a little family play in the ocean below us. There is a mother holding what seems to be a newborn baby. She is further in than her other two boys, who are just where the surface of the water meets the sand.
The boy I am with decides he wants to go stand in the water, too. I walk down the stairs with him because I want to make sure he's safe.
We walk down the wooden stairs to the left of us and are immediately in the sand. We hang back and watch the family at play for a few more minutes. One of the boys ends up falling as a bigger wave comes rolling in, but somehow, the younger brother helps him up before he can get caught underneath it. The mother finally realizes she should keep an eye on her children and they wander off together.
The little boy walks to where the two other boys were standing. I follow behind him. Suddenly the water starts rising very quickly. We hesitate for a bit and start walking back to the stairs, but the water is still rising. A bigger wave is coming, and the boy reaches up for my hand. I take his hand and lift him up. We safely start back up the stairs.
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Date of dream: Saturday, November 22, 2008
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I'm standing on a sidewalk with forests surrounding me. It is almost nighttime outside, but I can still see everything around me well. The sun is going down behind the clouds.
Edward Cullen has given me a choice. He says I can either run like a vampire or I can run like a werewolf. Whatever I choose, the choice will be for all eternity.
After trying both types of running, I come to an understanding that if I run like a vampire, it means that whenever I run, Edward will be holding onto me. Choosing vampire means I will always have a certain protection (from Edward himself); no outside forces can harm me while in this state. But if I choose to run like a werewolf, there is no one helping me, no one to protect me as I run. While that is a drawback, it results in much more freedom.
Feeling-wise, when I run with Edward holding onto me, I feel so safe. I consider choosing this option alone because it means that Edward would very often have to physically be near me.
On the other hand, running like a werewolf has a certain carefreeness to it. The speed, though not necessarily faster, seems like it is intensified somehow without the protection. Though I do feel very threatened because of the freedom, my running is not as perfect and I am "all over the place," sometimes falling to the left and to the right.
I make my final decision on the fact that I don't want Edward to grow tired of having to stick around me just so I can run. Though running like a werewolf, without protection from any outside forces, scares me a bit, I choose it thinking that it'll be best for Edward, and I hope that I'm not hurting his feelings by choosing it.
I know that it scares Edward that I chose the latter, but he completely respects my decision.
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Kind of woke up in a jolt with this one. It happened only about an hour or an hour and a half after falling asleep.
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